Devoted Love:The Billionaire's Precious Wife-Chapter 500

"It’s mainly the freshmen who are really hoping you’d lead the team. It’s what the students want; I’m just going with their wishes."

"So, you don’t care about my wishes?"

"Rose." Grandpa Beck immediately grinned in a placating manner. "This prestigious competition is organized by ten universities in the college town, and it only takes place every four years. It’s a big deal. The last time, and the time before that, and even the time before that, Westerly College didn’t exactly come out on top."

Grandpa Beck looked slightly pitiful.

Rosemary took one look and realized they were pretty far down the line.

"That’s why all eyes are on you, our perfect-score top scorer! We need you to bring some honor to our college this time!"

Even if it’s just leading the team!

Let the other universities see that Westerly College wasn’t at the bottom of the barrel among the top ten!

They had a shining star too — this year’s perfect-score top scorer, Rosemary!

She hadn’t competed before, so no one knew how well she would perform.

Even if Westerly College didn’t end up in the top ranks, at least people would think that their real powerhouse hadn’t even made a move yet.

Rosemary was slightly annoyed. "So, you just want me to be Westerly College’s billboard."

"Don’t you think it’s a good thing if more outstanding students choose Westerly College? When they graduate and go out into the world, there will be more people to help those in need. Our medical research needs fresh blood to join in."

So she’s old now.

"President Barton, are you in there? Did you hear what I just said?" Andrew knocked on the door cautiously.

The lab door opened, and President Barton, grinning from ear to ear, pushed Rosemary out. "Our top scorer is here. Go on, and make sure you bring back at least a top-three prize this time!"

Rosemary: Did she agree to this?

Just the top three? Was the old man lowering his standards now? Had his ambition become so small?

Upon hearing "top three," Andrew felt the pressure double. He knew all too well how poorly Westerly College had performed in previous competitions.

They were always eliminated.

Forget about the top three — even making it to the top eight seemed like a tough task.

The worst part was that he had just been elected student council president and now had to bear this heavy responsibility.

He felt like crying but had to hold it back in front of such a beautiful girl.

On the way to the competition, he introduced himself to Rosemary. "Hi, I’m Andrew, the student council president. I know you’re Rosemary. I’m really glad you’re leading our team today. Thank you."

Seeing his humble and gentle demeanor, Rosemary smiled faintly. "It’s no trouble."

When she didn’t smile, she exuded a calm, aloof aura — like a powerful boss.

But when she did smile, it was breathtakingly beautiful.

Andrew was stunned for a good three seconds, then realized he had been staring, and his face turned beet red.

The top scorer was even more approachable and beautiful up close than he had anticipated. How could someone be this stunning?

"This competition is organized by ten universities, divided into two categories: professional and talent competitions." Andrew quickly diverted his gaze, not daring to look into Rose’s eyes anymore.

Her eyes were mesmerizing and unforgettable — like the stars in the night sky.

"Because Summerfield College is the dominant force among these ten universities, the competition will be held in two main halls in Summerfield College: the South Hall for professional competition and the North Hall for talent competition. Only freshmen are allowed to participate, which means we’ll have to lead two teams to the two competition areas."

"We’re leading the teams?" Rosemary was somewhat surprised.

"Right. You’re the head captain, and I’m the co-captain."

Since Andrew was a junior, he naturally had more life experience, so the school felt more comfortable having him as the co-captain.

"Talent competition includes piano, calligraphy, and so on. Professional competition includes medical practical and intellectual duels."

Rosemary wasn’t very clear about the specific competition procedures and content — only knowing that Mya Dempsey and Joyce Alcott would participate in the medical practical competition.

At that moment, the "Professional Competition Team" and "Talent Competition Team" of Westerly College stood in two separate lines on the field. Seeing Rosemary, they all stretched their voices in a playful, teasing tone.

"Hello, Miss Top Scorer."

"I wish I were like the Top Scorer — come and go as I please, and have the freedom to do my own thing. When will I ever have the power to do that?"

"How does the Top Scorer study? Can you teach us?"

"Why aren’t you participating in the competition, Miss Top Scorer?"

Even if she had no notable talents, she could still shine in the professional competition, right?

Rosemary smiled at the people before her. "Do you all have confidence in winning today?"

"Not at all." The crowd purposely dragged out their response, laughing uproariously.

"Be serious!" Andrew controlled the situation from the side, and the merry crowd straightened up again.

Indeed, they needed the captain to maintain order.

"This competition takes place once every four years. I believe none of you want to leave with any regrets. Show them your best, and let the other colleges know that we, Westerly College, are not to be underestimated!"

Rosemary continued to cheer them on, saying encouraging words. The crowd was surprised to find that she was more gentle and approachable than they had imagined.

Who said she was aloof and unsociable before?

"Now, let’s head out."

Summerfield College was not far from here. Rosemary led the way, with two teams following behind her and Andrew.

At this moment, Mya and Joyce squeezed their way up front, each hooking an arm with Rosemary.

"We’ve missed you! Why haven’t you come by in so long? Kelly is always taking leaves, too. It’s so boring in the dorm with just the two of us!"

"Myrna sent another huge package the day before yesterday. It was so big that Joyce and I had to borrow a cart to bring it back to the dorm. It’s something delicious again."

"Rose, your sister-in-law Myrna really treats you well."

Since Myrna had visited their dorm before, they knew about her.

Rosemary was somewhat surprised. Myrna sent her food again? And she didn’t even inform her.

Seeing Mya and Joyce getting close to the top scorer, others who were curious about the top scorer or wanted to befriend her also cautiously approached.

The two lines turned into a chaotic crowd — some people chattering around Rosemary nonstop and some asking Andrew for his WhatsApp.

On the side of Summerfield College:

To accommodate the competitors from the top ten colleges, the school had cleared out the backstage of the North and South Halls to set up a rest area.

At this time, in the North Hall...

A group of people surrounded Serena, admiring her new dress, jewelry, and shoes — all of which were new products from WN Group.

WN Group was a dark horse that recently emerged with fashionable and innovative designs, becoming the favorite of many socialites, celebrities, and rich girls.

Some people said that LY had met its strongest competitor in history, as WN Group’s popularity was nearly on par with LY’s!